Go to jail! 〜 The villainous daughter wants to be loved in the extra edition

Momentum pulled the magic stone off the leather string, and I slammed it to the floor with great speed. At the moment of the crack, a large fire column rises, surrounded by red.

The fire pillar gradually surrounded me and Sophia, shaping the wall of flames. We're at the center of the circle, the men are outside the walls.

"Damn, I burned him. What the hell is this? Turn it off!

"It's hot and I can't get close"

"Water, there's water"

"Hurry up or you'll burn to death!

We're cooler looking than the noisy guys. Because it's a flame made of magic, or this side isn't even hot. The red flames make my vision worse, which is difficult to say.

"I'm surprised. I can't believe there was such an awesome trick on the magic stone"

Sophia, who shouted through me, now squeaks like she was impressed.

It's an amazing trick to think about it without a person with magic powers. But I wonder how long Raphael's magic will last.

Men running around with butterflies. From beyond the door they opened, I feel like I heard a crow squeal. Speaking of which, I saw crows even before they caught me. Where did you see that?

I remember the conversation earlier. One of the guys said, 'What do you mean, run the carriage for nothing? Only this time, why would the boss do that? "

What if I'm in a place where I didn't need to run right now?

Phil has instructed me by letter to burn the map of the meeting place. But I didn't say a word about disposing of the map of the safe house. Normally it should be the other way around, right?

Even with blindfolds, I found out the carriage was running all the way over the cobblestone. It must have rocked more because if it was in the country, it would pass on the dirt.

Besides, to get to the suburbs, we go through the inquisition, but the carriage never stopped. Then this is still inside the king's capital, called the palace of the earth.

I can't believe it's a comfortable suburban hideout. What we have is a gloomy place where crows fly. It's a broken hall I saw right before they grabbed me!

"Come on, don't be silly."

"Sprinkling water won't go away. What the hell is this?"

"You jump in and try."

"Huh? Why me?"

I can hear the men talking from beyond the flames.

But I can't expect help for the time being.

Even if someone thinks it was my fault, all the evidence is in my room desk.

It's locked there, and just looking for a key is a struggle. I just opened the drawer safely, checked the letters and maps, and I'm sure I don't know.

'Cause I was wearing flower pills to those who told me it was a hideout in the suburbs. Anyone who sees it will doubt that way and look for it as a matter of priority. Without realizing you're nearby, I'm sure we'll be behind here.

I shouldn't, I feel like the momentum of the fire is weakening. In small magic stones, are there still limits?

It's dangerous to stay here like this. Let Sophia alone escape. If I stick my body up and attract them, my sister-in-law's foot can go far.

"Sophia, listen carefully. As soon as the fire goes out, I'll pop out. In that gap, you must hurry away from here. When you get out there, run with the building on your back without looking back."

"No! What about Veronica?

"I'll be fine. I kept it from you, but I'm getting another amulet from Raphael."

Of course it's a lie. There is only one magic stone, and one of them is running out of magic.

I'm scared to just think about it. But you have to take responsibility for your own nonending. Miss Villain, you can't lose your heroin because of your own fault.

And when I made that sad decision...

There were dokadoka and a lot of footsteps, and people crept in. No way. You're backup?

"What, you guys"

"Whoa, wait. Stop it!"

The men seem to be panicking, hearing the sound of the chair falling or desperately fleeing. The voice that sounds later sounds kind of familiar.

"Conceive! We've already caught the other lurkers."

Following a dull noise that made me sick, the men moaned. When I wondered if the sound had stopped and quieted down, the flames accidentally went out.

It's the killers lying in the eye, with soldiers tying them up beside them. Giving instructions is a prince with no scratches - good, you're here to help!

I sit on the floor without much relief. Sophia, on the other hand, has regained her vitality and seems to be shaking. Raphael's escort ran over to Sofia and held her up in his arms.

"I was scared. Thanks for coming to help."

Sophia says thank you adorably.

Well, right? It's heroin, so of course I have to be the first to be rescued. But Sophia, that's not an escort, that's where I hug the prince directly...

I'm tired and I can't turn my head.

In the meantime, is it okay because the prince is here to help? Both Sophia and Raphael's escort are laughing happily.

But Raphael himself sees this one with a complicated look. Could it be that you're mad at me for taking Sophia out?

When I looked at him again, Raphael approached me with a big strand. On his knees on the floor, he hugs me as I sit.

"Nica, I'm glad you're okay."

"Raphael......"

I felt scared, but I feel safe in his arms. To that voice like a whoop, he finally pulls out his shoulder that he's okay now. Thanks to the magic of Raphael, me and Sophia picked up their lives.

This thrill is my fault. It's called the bridging effect, not sometimes. After feeling scared, so I guess I happened to see his face and my chest got bitter. I don't deserve to be the one who puts heroin in jeopardy.

I put my hand on Raphael's shoulder and try to distance myself. But when he drew me in, he dropped a kiss on my hair many times.

Hey, Raphael. It's like a real fiancée, isn't it? How come you're even trying to act like this?

If they do this to me, I'll get it wrong. You're worried about me, not Sophia.

"Raphael, no more"

"Nica, I..."

"What about Sophia? I wonder where he is."

I blocked his words. You can't be any closer to a prince than this. It's up to you to love me as a guard jild. I don't even think it's good mentally to stick with your heroine counterpart more than you need to.

Looking around, I really look for Sophia. I could not see my sister-in-law anywhere, and instead I could see the tied killers being taken. In it, there is no such thing as a person who deceived me.

"Sophia, too, but you don't seem to have Phil either. Has he been taken yet?

"Nica, do you care about him?

"No way, that's not true! But I was here just now..."

"Really? When I got here, I didn't see him. Even if he escapes, we have proof here. It'll be only a matter of time before he gets caught."

What evidence?

I wonder if that means I'll be caught with you.